14- Shocked

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Unsurprisingly, I had fallen asleep on the train on the way to London, feeling super disoriented as I woke up. Someone had tapped me on the shoulder, train still moving. I blinked a few times before looking at the stranger. I gave them a welcoming smile, allowing them to talk to me.

"My brother wants your number." came a thick Scottish accent from the young girl in front of me.

"Tell your brother that I can't, sorry hinny." I said, accent thicker than I wanted it to be.

I laughed as I heard her say, "I don't know, she was talking gibberish I think."

The lass couldn't have been over 6 years old, and hearing a geordie accent for the first time can be a tad bit tricky. I knew, I had experience.

*****

Sticking to my word, I wore my Newcastle shirt on the way to London. Immediately, I spotted two men waiting at my platform in toon tops from different seasons.

One was short and had dark and curly hair, however it was short and seemed well kept, until he put a cap over the bonnet.

The other was taller and had dark almost shoulder length hair, his hands were stuffed in the pockets of his pants.

"Alreet. I'm Dean and this is our Drew." Dean revealed.

"Lush to meet yous, I'm Evie." I introduced, pulling the two into a hug.

"Howay this way, we'll take you to Sam's hotel room." Drew proclaimed.

"Where's he at now like?" I asked, eyebrows furrowed as we began to walk onto the streets of London.

"Out for a meal with Owain, shouldn't be too long now." Dean answered.

"Its class meeting you, lass. Wor Sam needed somet like, wouldn't stop moping around for months till he met yee." Drew mentioned.

"Is that right, aye? Could say the same about him, I was a right mess earlier this year." I informed the lads.

"What was up like?" Drew asked.

"You divnt have to tell wu." Dean said, eyes rolling at Drew.

"Nar, I can tell yous, I don't mind." I paused, gathering everything I had not to cry, "Basically, I miscarried in January and my baby daddy left because of it."

Success.

Maybe in order not to cry, I had to make it short and snappy, add a bit of lighthearted humour into it.

"Sorry, lass." Dean sighed.

"It happens. Unfortunately happened to me, but the past is in the past innit." I stated.

"Aye, fair point." Drew had said.

*****

"Cheers for bringing me. Yous are well mint." I told the boys as I hid in Sam's room, tucked under the blankets of his bed.

"Aye, I knew that but cheers." Drew chuckled, "I guess we'll know when he sees you when we hear a girlish scream."

"Ta rah." I said, urging Dean and Drew to get out of the room.

I felt like going to sleep there and then, but I had to hold on to see Sam. As much as I realised I had my own room, I didn't want to spend my nights in there. I wanted to be with him.

It felt like forever, lying in that same position. But I heard scuffling from down the corridor, that was my time to prepare.

My duffel bag had been used as a door wedge, holding it open to scare Sam. I was tucked into his bed, as though some rando had found their way into his room. The plan wasn't great, but it was last minute. And that's what was so great about it.

I heard mens voices chatting with eachother becoming increasingly louder as they walked towards the room. Then, I heard Sam's voice saying bye to who I assumed was Owain. He was in on the whole 'plan'.

"Excuse me? I think your in the wrong room." Sam stated, looming over my curled figure, "Hello?"

My smile grew, hoping he would hurry up and pull the duvet off my sweating body. It might've been September, but it wasn't that cold yet.

"FUCKING HELL!" Sam yelped as he jumped back from his bed after revealling me.

"Getting flashbacks yet?" I joked, before being scooped up bridal style by Sam, "Nah put is down right now."

"Never, I've waited too long to see you." he groaned, kissing my forehead.

"Did you get a fright?" I teased, stroking the side of his face.

"Haddaway and shite. Nar I was perfectly fine." he scoffed, throwing my body back on the bed, causing a shriek to exit my mouth.

"I've missed this, I've missed us." I sighed, turning to face Sam on my side.

"Oh yeah?" he grinned, turning to walk towards his door, "Let me just close this, and lock it." he bit his lip in concentration as he locked the door.

The same grin he held before remained on his face as he made his way towards the bed, placing himself next to me. He bit his lip as he looked me up and down before turning the TV on loud.

"Why's it so loud, Sam? You trying to deafen me?" I snorted.

"You want to see who's louder?" he asked deviously.

I couldn't say anything, rather turned on by his confidence. The pit in my stomach slowly turned into a nest of butterflies doing backflips.

"Ready for round 2?" he smirked.

All I could do was nod and smile before pulling him into my body, kissing his lips rather passionately. Before I knew it, I was desperate for more. I needed it.

It wasn't long until my clothes were sprawled across his floor, his joining mine a short while later.

I'd now understood why the telly was so loud as I could still hear my moans over the top of it. The pleasure I felt then and there could never be topped, my fingers gripping onto his back, likely leaving nail marks that would remain. His lips peppered kisses around my neck and boob area, leaving the occasional hickey that I'd have to figure out to hide.

Only God knew how much I'd missed that. It was two months since the last time and we both needed it. Not wanted, needed.

"I could see you like that all day everyday." Sam murmered, laying on his side.

"Doesn't sound too bad." I whispered sarcastically.

"Be my girlfriend?" Sam asked.

"Serious?" I gasped.

"If I was joking, you'd be laughing, darlin'." he whispered into my ear, seductively.

Right then and there I had never been as much of a quivering mess. My heart thudded and my stomach played games as a stood up and snogged Sam.

"What do you want me to say?" I whispered back into his ear, holding onto his bare shoulders and nipping his ear with my teeth as I backed away.

He lifted me up, my legs wrapping around his naked waist.

You know what came next, round 2 of night 2.

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